Ice bone zithers are made of zither bones taken from the thousand-year-old ice from the extreme north. Even if they are baked in the scorching summer sun, they will not melt. They are covered with ice silk as strings. Every time they are plucked, they will bring up ice fog below. It is rumored that people who listen to the piano will cover a layer of frost under such a cold air, or retreat step by step.

Xuan Tianming told Feng Yuheng: "Brother Seven got the ice bone zither five years ago. The thousand-year-old ice of the zither bone was not of the level of Qianzhou, but the ice spirit in the center of the small Arctic Circle. There was only one piece in the world, and it was acquired by Brother Seven." While saying that, he looked at Xuan Tianhua and shrugged and smiled, "Although he still refuses to tell us how he took the ice."

Feng Yuheng was intrigued and asked Xuan Tianhua to talk about the origin of the ice, but Xuan Tianhua just shook his head and said, "The origin is difficult, so it's better not to mention it."

Xuan Tianming had long guessed that this would be the result, but he was not disappointed. He said: "Since the piano was retrieved, Brother Qi only played it publicly in front of others. That time, all the people who listened to the piano were covered with their heads and faces by the frost raised by the sound of the piano. After the sound stopped, the palace people asked the fired braziers to make them warm again."

Feng Yuheng was raving, "That's not a piano, it's clearly a weapon. It's rumored that the ancients used their voice to kill the enemy, but they didn't know if Brother Seven had such a skill?"

Xuan Tianhua only smiled slightly and did not respond. But she saw a sense of recognition in such a smile, and her admiration and curiosity for Xuan Tianhua could not help but feel a little more.

While speaking, a servant was carrying a long wooden box into the garden. Feng Yuheng noticed that it was not an ordinary servant, but a guard master from the Chun Prince's Mansion. But even such a master still trembled when he carried the wooden box that was already covered with frost.

It’s not that it can’t be lifted, but that it’s too cold. Although the ice cold of the ice bone zither will not spread actively without the strings, it is normal to cover the ice in a small area. A wooden box freezes into ice, and the person carrying it is equivalent to carrying the ice cubes, which can be imagined.

Finally, the wooden box was placed on the stone table, Xuan Tianming took the initiative to sprinkle wine, Feng Yuheng came forward and leaned his cheek close to the wooden box. A strong cold air immediately rushed over, making her tremble.

"Be careful." Xuan Tianhua reminded, "This ice spirit produces coldness, and it cannot be prevented from being able to catch its path."

Feng Yuheng didn't feel that it was too cold. She even reached out to touch the box and touched it. After touching it, she felt the chilling sound entered her fingertips, but it was very comfortable. "It's so good." She said, "It's very comfortable."

The two looked surprised, and Xuan Tianhua said, "You are the first person to say that the coldness of the Ice Bone Qiong is comfortable, except me."

"Really?" Feng Yuheng was proud and then looked at Xuan Tianming, his eyes full of provocation.

Xuan Tianming smiled bitterly, "This girl is good at taking advantage of her. She never knows what modesty means." While speaking, she went forward and pulled the little girl back a few steps, and simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Xuan Tianhua also used internal force to cut the frost outside the wooden box and opened the box. He took out a white and green icic zither. He did not sit at the table, but held the qin and sat on the ground, put the qin on his knees, looked at the two of them, smiled faintly, and his hands fell on the strings, and a crisp sound was plucked, and the garden was immediately chilling.

Xuan Tianming looked at Feng Yuheng with some concern, as if asking if she could stand it. However, he saw the girl staring at Qin with her eyes straight. Not only did she feel uncomfortable, she also moved forward, then stretched out her arms, took a deep breath, and said without hiding it: "It feels so cool."

The two princes laughed and sighed that Ah Heng was a strange woman, even more amazing than this ice bone zither.

What kind of music is played by Xuan Tianhua? People like Feng Yuheng who have no research on ancient music cannot hear it at all, but the melody is always the same, and it can still be distinguished whether it is good or not. Xuan Tian Hua's zither is the best in the world. She had heard it before, but she didn't know that if she talked about this ice bone zither, she would have reached a new level of goodness.

The Ice Bone Qiong is well-known. Even Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuheng, their hair was covered with frost after the song, and even their eyelashes were crystal clear. However, it did not hinder their activities, nor did they feel that the cold air entered their bodies and were exhausted. The autumn paulownia trees all over the ground gradually turned white, and the winter changed to autumn, which led to a very strange seasonal change.

Xuan Tianhua played the piano, Xuan Tianming Feng Yuheng and the other two drank. Gradually, Feng Yuheng's alcohol came up, and he spoke and sang the song without regard for Xuan Tianhua's melody. The song was strange and unheard of the two princes, but Feng Yuheng sang it was so ethereal that it was not like the things that should exist in this world, and it could not be grasped or touched. Even if it was a master of piano skills like Xuan Tianhua, he had to try it twice before he could barely keep up with her melody and echo it. However, he unknowingly created the most beautiful voice in this world.

"When will the bright moon come? I ask the blue sky with wine. I don't know what palaces in the sky are now and what year it is..." When I sang: "I wish people will live long and share the beauty of the moon for thousands of miles away", the little girl's movement became smaller and smaller. Xuan Tianming turned his head and looked, "Okay, this girl is drunk and almost asleep."

Xuan Tianhua seemed to want to make her feel energetic and asked, "What is this word? It sounds very nice."

Feng Yuheng was not confused, and said to them with a smile: "It was my Persian master who taught me! I am the only one who can do it." After that, he tilted his head and fell asleep.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Xuan Tianming hugged the little man who was tilted in his arms, but heard Xuan Tianhua say, "It will be a problem sooner or later when her Persian master said. I have been to Persia, where can I get such a strange doctor?"

Xuan Tianming also sighed: "I have considered this matter, but there is no better solution at the moment. She has never said what happened to her. Although you and I know that she is very different from ordinary people, I can only try every means to conceal it."

"I'm afraid that in the end I will be used by people with ulterior motives." Xuan Tianhua looked worried, but there was no other way. He could only look at the drunk little man and smiled bitterly, and said sincerely: "I just hope everything is fine for you."

That night, the two stayed in Prince Chun's mansion. When Xuan Tianming took the person back to the couch, he heard the soft little man in his arms wake up in a daze and said, "I heard all your words, thank you." Then his eyes sank and he fell asleep again.

He really wanted to wake up the person and talk to him for a while, but this girl drank the most alcohol, so she couldn't wake up in a short while. But he couldn't sleep, so he simply placed the person and went to the yard to go for a walk.

When I walked into the small bamboo forest in the palace, I found that Xuan Tianhua was also there. The green bamboo reflected the bright white moonlight and shone the figure in white clothes under the bamboo. Even Xuan Tianming had to admit that such a scene was no different from the fairyland.

When the people in the forest saw him coming, they smiled and said, "I haven't exercised my muscles for a long time. Ming'er should accompany Brother Qi for a few moves."

Of course, Xuan Tianming was happy. He immediately pulled out the soft sword between his face, faced Xuan Tianhua's folding fan, and penetrated it up and down in the bamboo forest.

Xuan Tianhua is best at music. He never uses martial arts with others, but no one suspects that he does not know how to do martial arts at all, and no one suspects that his martial arts will be inferior. On the contrary, he is regarded as a god by people in the world, and has a spiritual belief in people's hearts. The seventh prince Xuan Tianhua is right in everything he does, and everything he does is a deed of gods. Although the gods say that they can do martial arts, how can they be fake?

And the person who knows Xuan Tianhua the most in the world is nothing but the ninth prince Xuan Tianming.

Sometimes when a master fights, it is not a move, but a qi style. The soft sword does not match the folding fan, but only the sword energy and fan energy are faced with. A purple robe is like a god of war, and a white robe is like a banished immortal. With one wave and one move, even the moonlight in the sky has lost its true nature.

Finally the battle ended, and the two tied. Xuan Tianming sighed: "Who in the world can know that the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua has such skills."

Xuan Tianhua also replied: "Who knows that the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming is not inferior to me."

The two laughed, gradually got together and stood in one place.

"Brother Seven is heading to the east, will there be an adventure?" Xuan Tian Mingyi asked him by the side of the bamboo.

Xuan Tianhua smiled bitterly, "There are many adventures. First, my mother suddenly came out from under my carriage seat, and then Zi Rui and the little girl suddenly appeared in Fuzhou. Do you think this is considered an adventure?"

Xuan Tianming shook his head, "You know I'm not asking this."

There was a moment of silence between the two, and Xuan Tianming spoke again, "Other than her, Brother Qi, I can give you anything in this world."

The person opposite frowned, but said, "Ming'er, I can ask you for anything except her. Only she can do it." As he said this, he waved his hand, and a banished immortal spirit lingered in the forest. "You know that I am a human being, and it is difficult for me to be bound by secular affairs. Seventh brother told the truth tonight, even if it was Ah Heng, he would not break this balance. And I, so you, her, or even my father and mother, have nothing to ask for. I spent the first half of my life to help you guard the country. If you are stable, I will leave. The world is so great that I will never live in peace. This is my life."

Xuan Tianming naturally understood and naturally understood what Xuan Tianhua wanted. This person should never look at it from a worldly perspective. What he thought in his heart was far beyond others. Even if he was Xuan Tianming, there were times when he couldn't see it clearly.

"Go back and sleep." Xuan Tianhua took the initiative to rush him, "Brother Seven will be alone later."

The purple-robed war god nodded and left, leaving only the white-robed banished immortal in the forest, just like when he was not here, one person, one forest, one month, I don’t know whether it was the moon shining on the bamboo forest or the human heart facing the moon, but it was almost integrated, but it was clearly independent.

Xuan Tianhua is destined to be the only existence in this world.

The next day, near noon, someone finally woke up from a hangover. He felt a split headache and couldn't help but wail.

She drank a break and habitually called Huangquan for water to drink. She pulled her hand to the side, but pulled someone.

Touch, eyes, nose, mouth. Smell again, yes, it is a familiar smell. So I let go and hand me a bowl of tea to the princess--"
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